Chapter 323

Terrell turned to Isadora and said, "Come on. Let me give you a ride home."

But before she could respond, Victor strolled forward, his steps lazy but his gaze sharp and intent on Isadora. In a casual, almost dismissive tone, he offered, "Need a lift?"

Suddenly, the two tall, imposing men were standing right in front of her, blocking

her way.

Isadora was at a loss for words.

The moment Terrell saw Victor, he immediately recognized him as the man from the Verdant Pavilion restroom corridor that night. It was him again. And if he had to guess, Victor didn't seem too fond of him.

Terrell managed a polite smile and nodded. “Thank you for helping Isadora earlier."

Victor scoffed silently. Acting like the man of the house, huh?

He smirked, his deep voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Don't mention it. After all, my relationship with Isadora is... a little different."

Isadora's cheeks flushed. "There's nothing between us," she interjected quickly, distancing herself from him. Then she turned to Terrell. "Let's go."

Victor's smile faded

"Should I tell him just how... complicated things really are

never cared for rules-arrogant, unruly, and impossible to rein in. If he was in a bad

a beat; she was terrified he'd say something

turned apologetically to Terrell. "Mr. Fawcett,

few seconds, sensing she was in a tough spot. He didn't press her. “All right. Just

Victor a glance. She hurried off, hoping he'd

a leisurely pace, watching her pick up speed as if she were being chased by a

one of his messages lately. Ignored his calls, too. Her attitude was getting worse by the day. It was enough to give a man

her,

pretended not to

"Isadora."

She walked even faster.

"Darling."

in her tracks, whirled around, and glared at him-equal

she were the unreasonable one. "What else am I supposed to do? You keep ignoring

the one mistreating him. And with his effortless charm and striking good looks,

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